My Lover

Chapter 9

I was watching more Spanish telenovelas on the TV when Nathan came into the room, holding a croissant sandwich and some apple juice. My favorite. "You can't seriously think buying me my favorite food is gonna make me forgive you. I mean, you've got me watching telenovelas. I HATE telenovelas. I mean, the girl always ends up taking the guy back despite his flaws. WE NEED A NEW PLOT, CARMEN!!" 

He sighs and puts the food down on the bed next to me. I frown at him. "Well, I don't think trying to guilt trip me is gonna make me let you go any faster. I'm not that gullible." 

I roll my eyes back in my head and cross my legs. "But... I need you." I whine, trying to seduce him.

"I'm not one of those dudes who just wants to dick you down." He says, sighing.

"Damn," I mutter. "Can you at least let me do my hair?? I feel like I look crazy!!" 

"Everyone has their flaws. You'll be okay." 

"GOD, I CANNOT STAND YOU!! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LET ME GO?? WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU??" 

"I CAN'T LET YOU GO BECAUSE I'M MADLY IN LOVE WITH YOU AND I'M AFRAID YOU DON'T FEEL THE SAME WAY!!" He yells. It remains quiet for a very long time. "I'm afraid... I'm just another hookup to you." He says before sighing in defeat. 

"If you let me go, I can show you just how much I actually love you," I say. "But to be honest? I don't think can be in a relationship with you anymore." 

He looks at me for a second with tears in his eyes before walking over and actually taking the handcuffs off of me. 

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"So you mean to tell me that I was locked up in there for a month?" I say in disbelief as we walk around the mall.

"I mean, yeah. You'd be shocked at how much has changed since then." He says, shrugging his shoulders.

I've been out for 2 weeks now and life has been... different to say the least. Nathan and I went back to just being an occasional hookup and life has been pretty non-problematic. 

"I bet. I'm just pissed that I missed that much school. I dropped out last night." I say. 

"So... are we going back to your apartment or...?" He says.

"I mean, I dunno. I kinda wanna be outside as much as possible after literally being held hostage in my lover's basement."

"Well, then... I think we should end things here. You clearly don't want me as much as I want you and honestly? I don't have time to be hurting my own feelings like this anymore." He says before stuffing his hands in his pockets and walking off.

My jaw drops as I watch him go. And all I can think to myself is, Is this melodramatic ass nigga serious?

I walk around the mall some more and then I get a thread of screenshots from Mei, texts of Nathan saying a whole bunch of BS about how he's always wanted her. Men. 

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I wake up and open social media just to see Nathans latest post, a picture of him and Mei. I rub my eyes, thinking I'm seeing things. I stare at the picture for a while, in disbelief. Tears fall from my eyes even though there's literally no reason that should be happening. 

But it got worse when I took my phone off Do Not Disturb, and I saw a whole lot of messages of the same thing: and that's a video of Nathan and Mei kissing. 

Are you for real? I put my phone back down and curl up into a ball under my blanket as the realization hits me. I really think I'm in love with Nathan. And then I get a call from Mei. I ignore it and go to the bathroom, leaving my phone on my bed.

I come back and it's still ringing. 15 missed calls from her. If she calls one more time I can screenshot it and make one of those tiktok glow-up edits where the sound goes, "16 missed calls... Sorry, I was busy but I missed ya". 

It rings again and I sigh. "What the hell do you want, you whore?" I ask, seething despite the fact I was going to try to stay calm and civil.

And then... she breaks down crying. I sit there, stunned as she sobs uncontrollably on the other end of the phone. "Na- Nathan...." She says, sobbing more hysterically now. I scrunch up my face in confusion. What the hell?